Luyện nghe bài hát Fire of Heaven

(chorus)
Fire on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount

Fire on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of and ride on to Mount Zion

Rub me the way, taking the highway
Rubbing sticks together but your man-made
on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky high like cocaine
False pride is suicide but you've got nothing to
Babylon's buildings raise flames
Drowning in their
Explosion pulled the pin in the hand
Soul stain up
In your own
crackers ooh and aah
But they maintain

Fires
are dancing
Don't the house down
Heavenly fire resides on an altar made from the ground

(chorus)

One pair of
But see two different
One cries but the other one sings
You walk like everybody owes you something
Take what you got, thank G-d for all life brings
The man has it all but not content with anything
While the rich man's are empty but he's sitting like a king

burning
Flames are
burn the house down
Heavenly only resides on an altar made from the ground

Backpacks's heavy, moving at a steady pace
Carry bricks on shoulders and lead around your waist
Making way, run in
There is no time to taste you ate
We should be grateful Got a
Fire burns like ice morsels falling like rain

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